My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 181

Jin Jing’s expression tightened—this was sarcasm, absolute sarcasm!

No wonder she’s the boss’s woman—her aura has completely shifted. Look at that demeanor, that attitude—it’s so similar to Little Lu!

"Well, sister-in-law, this must all be a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? Throwing hands definitely isn’t a misunderstanding, Jin Jing. I won’t make things hard for you—have this girl apologize to me. Also, in the future, whenever I come here to play, make sure I’m properly taken care of. Only then will this be over. How’s that sound?"

Jin Jing thought about it—those demands weren’t too excessive—and turned to Lin Ran:

"Did you hear her? Hurry up and apologize!"

Lin Ran’s face turned pale. She looked at Jin Jing in disbelief and screeched:

"You want me to apologize to her? Why should I?!"

Jin Jing’s expression grew cold as he replied in a low voice:

"Either apologize or get lost. Your choice."

Asking her to apologize was already giving her face. If Lu Qing were here, chances are, an apology alone wouldn’t have resolved this matter. This Lin Ran was way too full of herself. Keeping someone like her at Sifang—she wouldn’t end up causing trouble for him, would she?

Feeling indignant but powerless, Lin Ran had no choice but to obediently walk up to Qin Miaomiao and bow her head:

"What did you say? I couldn’t hear you."

This woman was doing it on purpose! Lin Ran was seething, but she had no choice except to apologize again:

Qin Miaomiao looked at her with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. She wasn’t exactly a saint, and pulling off a face-slapping moment ? It actually felt pretty amusing.

Jin Jing issued a cold command:

"Enough, you can leave now."

As Qin Miaomiao stood there looking nonchalant, Lin Ran felt like her dignity had been stomped underfoot. What was it about this woman that even Mr. Jin treated her so deferentially?

He even called her ’sister-in-law.’ What kind of sister-in-law was this?

Could she be connected to Lu Qing? No, that couldn’t be. Someone as clean-cut and untouchable as him—how could he possibly take a liking to this woman?

From Lin Ran’s perspective, Qin Miaomiao was just another figure hanging around the venue. That’s why she had always been disdainful of her. She already held a grudge from last time, and now, this time, her face was being fully ground into the dirt!

With hatred burning in her eyes, Lin Ran shot her a deadly glare and retreated in overwhelming bitterness.

Jin Jing chuckled and said:

"Sister-in-law, does Little Lu know you’re here? Don’t tell me you snuck out. Should I get a few handsome guys lined up for you?"

Qin Miaomiao broke into laughter: "Doing that—aren’t you afraid Lu Qing will break your legs?"

"Whoa, hey, it’s just a joke, sister-in-law! You wouldn’t be so disloyal as to sell me out, right?"

"Sell you out? That depends—how much are you worth?"

While bantering playfully with her, Jin Jing noticed Little Sixth’s expression suddenly shift. He whispered a few words into Qin Miaomiao’s ear, and her face instantly darkened.

"Mr. Jin, I’ve got something urgent to handle. I’ll be off now."

Before he could react, she hurriedly strode inward. Jin Jing rubbed his chin—heading further inside?

Interesting. There’s definitely a story here. Should he get involved?

After some thought, he sent Lu Qing a text message:

"Little Lu, sister-in-law has come to Sifang."

"Mm, look after her. Don’t let anyone bully her."

Holy crap—instant reply! Normally, whenever Jin Jing messaged him, it’d take a good half-hour to get a response. This was pure favoritism—tch, bad rating!

"No one would dare bully her—she’s busy bullying others."

This could definitely go down in history as the ultimate case of doting favoritism. The more Jin Jing thought about it, the more irked he felt. Why was it that Lu Qing could effortlessly win the affections of a beauty, while he couldn’t even get face-time with the girl he was chasing?

"Little Lu, there’s a batch of fresh-faced hunks here—how about I pick a couple for your sister-in-law to hang out with?"

"The sharks in the sea are hungry."

Wait... was he implying he’d feed him to the sharks? Little Lu was so ruthless!

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